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Hello, I'm Sophie. Have you ever put on a show?
I know someone who's preparing for a show.
His name is Boris and I'll tell you all about him.
Tonight's bedtime story is called Boris Saves the Show,
by Carrie Weston and Tim Warnes.
The day Miss Cluck said there was going to be an end-of-term show,
everyone was very excited. "Yippee!"
At playtime, they talked of nothing else.
Fergus the fox cub wanted to sing. Leticia the rabbit wanted to dance.
Maxwell the mole wanted to dress up
and the little mice wanted to do everything.
By lunchtime, Boris was feeling worried.
He'd never been in a show before and was rather shy.
He wrinkled his hairy, scary, grizzly bear nose nervously
and asked, "Who's coming to watch us? Who? Who?"
Everyone looked puzzled. Everyone looked at Miss Cluck.
"A very special audience, indeed," she said.
"I'm inviting Miss Webb and her class from Pond Side Nursery."
She gave the important letter to Maxwell and he posted it,
with a little help from Boris.
Next day, there was excitement at Pond Side Nursery
when Miss Webb opened the envelope. She read the invitation out loud.
"Please come to our school on Friday for our end-of-term show.
"Love, Miss Cluck and Class One."
"Ooh, lovely! Hooray!"
Back in Class One, it was time to start practising.
Miss Cluck played some notes on the piano.
"Do, re, mi, fa, so," she sang.
"Your turn," she said.
Oh, when Boris sang, all the animals covered their ears.
The piano shook. "This just won't do," sighed Miss Cluck.
"You're much too loud, Boris, dear.
"Let's try some dancing," said Miss Cluck.
"Two claps, spin around, leap high and land softly," she said.
Wow! Leticia clapped, Maxwell spun, Fergus leapt
and Boris landed... but it wasn't at all softly.
"Never mind," spluttered Miss Cluck. "I've got just the job for a big,
"hairy, scary grizzly bear."
And she put Boris in charge of making the scenery.
"Don't forget your apron, dear."
Before long, the mice wanted to help, too,
so while Boris painted a big sun in the sky,
they painted tiny little flowers in the grass.
"What a team!" said Miss Cluck, washing paint
from six little paws and two great big ones.
"And now," said Miss Cluck, we must choose our costumes.
"Ooh, yippee! The best bit!"
The dressing-up box was full of interesting things to try on -
tiny hats for the mice, pretty feathers for Leticia,
a silly wig for Maxwell, a suit of armour for Fergus
and just enough shiny material to make a superhero cape for Boris.
Wow! The day of the show arrived.
They were just about to have one last practice when the phone rang.
"Hello?" said Miss Cluck.
"Oh, dear! What a shame!"
She looked very serious, as she put down the phone.
"Bad news, I'm afraid," she said.
"Miss Webb and her class have got stuck in mud
"and won't be able to come to our show, after all."
The animals gasped.
"They're stuck in mud! Who will rescue them?"
Suddenly, Boris had an idea.
With a swish of his cape, he hurried outside.
"Come back, Boris!"
"Where's Boris going?"
Boris knew a shortcut through the woods.
He ran and ran and ran, with his cape flying in the wind,
until he found Miss Webb and her nursery class.
The tractor wheels were stuck fast.
The frogs and ducklings looked very glum.
Boris pushed. He heaved.
He got splattered from head to toe, but he got them out of the mud!
"It's Super Boris. Boris has saved us!"
"What a hero, Boris!" said Miss Webb.
"You must be worn out. Hop in the back and I'll give you a ride.
"Off we go!"
There wasn't much room in the trailer, but nobody minded a bit,
because they arrived just as the show was about to start.
The frogs and ducklings loved the singing, the dancing and,
most of all, they loved Boris for saving the show.
That story was called Boris Saves The Show.
I'm pleased Boris came to the rescue and the show went well.
You should get ready for bed - it's bound to be a big day tomorrow.
Snuggle down, have sweet dreams and I'll see you soon for another story.